Something Wrong

Damien's POV Duncan entered my office and lazily sat on the chair. He looked so tired and stressed out. He languidly bore his eyes at me. "I can't do this anymore, man! This is so fcking tiring. I think someone is manipulating me." I pressed my lips together as I gritted my teeth. Right! That's what I'm thinking either. But who? Who has power to manipulate us? Not that I'm bragging but my name has made it to the list of the most successful and richest businessmen. "We recovered Zandra's belongings but she's nowhere to be found. There's a fcking lake not so far on the area and I ordered my men to search the lake. If Zandra disappeared without a trace all these years, why did my men find her belongings in a secluded area? And why the fck will she stay in that abandoned house? Unless she's planning something like kidnapping." I squeezed my eyes closed and massaged my nose bridge. "Who owns the property?" "A couple. But they died 8 years ago from a car crash. There are no relatives or chil